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It’s very early and very dark. Coffee is on, and Marcia too is already up. Here’s what’s going on. We’re joining up with Jason & Cathy and Dinah. Reason? Dinah has to be on the water at Eight!
So, combining all the logistics – we’re up and soon will be ‘outta’ here.
Hence:
MY NORMAL Ramblings ARE BEING PUSHED BACK 24-HOURS TO SUNDAY MORNING.
For some silly reason all that’s racing through my mind is that old poem from E. A. Poe:
The Raven
BY EDGAR ALLAN POE
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—
Only this and nothing more.”
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